Short little Edward/Bella drabble

Thanks so much for the sudden onslaught (ha- I love that word) of reviews! xoxo

GAH. Okay. I just noticed that the Breaking Dawn Quote of the Day in chapter 2 (Excellent and Excellent v. 2.0) is like the EXACT same as one in Eclipse (pg 268). And Alice's response is like the exact same too. That was totally unintentional, and I didn't mean to infringe on Stephenie Meyer's creative genius.

Little bit of Edward/Bella stuff. Not really fluff, but pretty cool nonetheless. :) This is another one of my favorites!

Characters/Pairings: Bella/Edward

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Heartbeat

He remembered the first time he'd been close to her, how he'd leaned his head into her chest, listening to the thump-thump of the organ that pumped warm blood through her delicate body.

Her heart was erratic, that time. It hammered away madly in her chest, speeding up so much he feared she was having a heart attack. He'd been worried, then.

It beat steadily, usually. He always heard it, he was always listening. Her heart beating was like music to him. It seemed to beat for him, only him. It was the sound of Bella, accompanying and accenting her scent.

The eccentric staccato pounding of her heart was reserved for times when he kissed her, times when he didn't want to let go. And he would listen as it hammered frantically, until it slowed and returned to the stable, even beat.

It wasn't long before he began to feel it.

When he kissed her hungrily, their chests pressed together, the rapid disjointed beating of her heart seemed to transfer from within her to within him.

When they walked hand in hand, he felt the steady pounding of her heart in her fingertips, tapping against his until it seemed as if her heart was beating inside of him, too.

Like he had a heartbeat.

Like he had a heart.